WIP Wednesday!
Folks! I was tagged by the wonderful @greypetrel last week!! I didn’t have much to show then, but I do now!!
Updates on that Solas sketch I teased a while back! I just slapped some colors on this thing and I’m not the most happy with them right now, but I never am to start with lmao. It’ll get better as I goooo
Aaannndd here’s the sketchiest sketchy sketch that you ever did see that I just started working on. This one is mostly just an excuse to paint foliage and fun lighting (all those scribbles will be plants soon, I promise)
This week I’ll be tagging @greypetrel back as well as @plisuu, @rosieofcorona, @inquisimer, @broodwolf221, and @dreadfutures! No pressure to participate as always 💖💞
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Sometimes I see other artists’ immaculately rendered, very professional bios and think huh, don’t really do that, do I, but anyway, I thought it would be a lark to try my hand at it. Here goes!
Maybell Marten (fuck/you) is an artist, singer, and “actor” playing, basically, herself in the podcast Mabel, an audio drama about whatever her wife says it’s about. She is a graduate of nowhere, because she dropped out, because, well, it was fucking boring. The New York Times called her work “nuanced and endlessly surprising” and some guy on Reddit called it “weird unfathomable performance art”. Her hobbies include fucking her wife and some particularly hedonistic private religious ceremonies.
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My first ever bookbinding project!
I have been excitedly prepping for this for forever and I am so happy with the results!
It's not the prettiest and there's definitely a learning curve for how to do this properly, but I am still so proud of myself right now!
And just in time for Binderary 2023! I wanted to start with binding my own fics so I've got a goal to bind my three other long fics and maybe a oneshot collection.
This bind was based off of my story Black Waters.
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I’m the anon whose post was last, the one who lost access to a lot of kitchen stuff.
I just wanted to thank everyone who commented with ideas so much. It’s been a rough time and I didn’t expect the outpouring of love and support and so many good options people came up with.
Things have been getting better. I’ve been able to use some of the appliances and stuff in my work’s break room while I’m there, which helps. Instant oats with dried fruit has been a suggestion that’s really helped too - thank you to the person who recommended it!
So yeah, big hugs to you and to everyone who responded to the post. Thank you all so much. ❤️
♥️♥️♥️
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Lol just watched Brad Mondo's butterfly haircut tutorial and impromptu gave myself a haircut
I was terrified I'd cut off too much but I actually love it?
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Bruh after working in the insurance industry for 6 weeks, I can finally spell "license" without fucking up first lmao
Now to move onto "exercise"...
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All right. Let's go see if we can rescue Volo and then go get Halsin.
I was reminded by a brief dialogue with Shadowheart that this goblin prison is, in fact, a (highly desecrated) temple of Selune, which really only adds to Hector's extremely upset mood at the moment.
I don't think this is what Selune's temples normally look like.
Shadowheart, I respect you being true to yourself, but you are REALLY pushing your luck here right now.
Lovely.
Hector and Co are basically just moseying along as casually as possible, looking like the awkward tourist group at the Evil Sistine Chapel, and trying not to watch as one hapless prisoner gets shoved into this pit to fight a monster.
The place is a bit of a maze, and in the course of trying to find Volo's cell, we run across a drow lady who appears to be helping run the show back here.
We're avoiding getting her attention for now but this does sort of make it feel like things are on a time limit. There's a lot of ambient discussion about the True Souls, the drow woman's plans of attack, and just a general sense that all these people are itching to shed more blood. And the unnerving thing is it's not pure brutality, as might have been expected from those outside. This is calculated, and these are fanatics preparing something much bigger than simple raiding.
Eventually I did manage to find Volo's cell, off in a corner in one of the fetid-looking side rooms, where they are keeping him in a makeshift cage.
The guard, unsurprisingly, was not happy with Hector messing with her prisoner.
"Don't go botherin' my pigeon! He's mine!"
"So I see. Do you have plans for this 'pigeon'?"
"Keep him safe. Listen to him coo. Til I gets hungry or somesuch. What's it to ya?"
Hector, scrabbling for a useful response, comes up with, "I was admiring him. I'd like one of my own." Which I have to imagine elicits a a bit of muted laughter from someone in the group, probably Gale.
"Then *catch* one on your own," the goblin says irritably.
Hector sighs. What does one use to convince a goblin. Money? Do they even care about money? Like so many things, this isn't a situation the monastery prepped him for. "I've taken a shine to this one," he says as casually as possible. "How much do you want for him?"
"More'n you've got, mate. I likes him." A pause - he can see greed warring with stubbornness in her mind. "But erm. How much *do* ya got?"
In point of fact he has about 350 gold. The dialogue options allow us to offer 20, 100, 250, and 500. Gold hasn't seemed particularly hard to come by lately, and Hector sets little store by it himself, and wants to rescue this guy. So he's not necessarily averse to putting out some coin for the purpose, although the others might not like it.
He offers 100.
"Pigeon's worth more than that, times a bagoolion!"
[sigh] All right, how about 250?
"Oh! I could buy twelve pigeons with that much. Here's the key. He's all yours."
Victory!
Volo, I hope you're going to be properly appreciative of how much money we just spent on you.
"Haha! Look at this! I'm quite saved! I guarantee the story of your daring rescue of my person will live on for aeons!"
"I'm not looking for that sort of attention."
"I'll write an anonymous account of your heroism, then! None will know your name, yet your doings will live on! Volothamp Geddarm, realm-renowned author, auteur, and tastemaker, at your service. We mustn't tarry, but I'd hate for our friendship to end here. Please - won't you meet me, once we've both slipped the goblin yoke?"
"Go to my camp. We'll talk there, once we're both safe."
"Smashing! Soon, my friend - soon we can share a flagon of something liquid and a tale of derring-do! I'll slip away when the coast is clear. See you soon, my friend! I simply can't wait to pick your brain!"
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